Same Bed

The next day, the early morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the gray carpet. It was supposed to be a quiet morning, but there was a lot of noise and debris falling to the ground.

Su Yue drowsily opened her eyes, a sleepy expression on her face. She rolled around on the couch for a long time last night and didn’t fall asleep until after midnight. The sleeping space is so small, no matter how soft the sofa is. She has grown to a large size, and sleeping is becoming too suffocating for her.

Su Yue looked in the direction of the big bed after hearing the sound from the bathroom; it was obvious that Jiang Ci was in the bathroom.

She closed her eyes and pretended not to notice.

The noise inside, on the other hand, was even louder. Su Yue frowned, sat up, put on her slippers, and entered the house.

“Jiang Ci, what are you… oh, you’re bleeding.”

Jiang Yi stood in front of the sink, dressed in black pajamas, but his expression was grim.

Su Yue’s sleepiness vanished in an instant. She rushed to Jiang Ci’s side, her eyes worried as she examined his scratched and bleeding right face.

“How did you get it? Come out quickly, and I’ll wipe the medicine for you. I’m not sure if it will leave a scar.”

There was a pile of bottles and cans at her feet, and she was kicking the iron shelf that had fallen at her feet. Su Yue was about to reach out and lead Jiang Ci away from him. For a brief moment, she recalled He Xiaoqin pleading for mercy because she had touched Jiang Ci’s hand. She had a headache and heard the bell because He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci’s hand and enraged Jiang Ci.

“Let’s go,” Su Yue said, pulling on the hem of Jiang Ci’s black pajamas.

The living room was deafeningly quiet.

Su Yue leaned in close to Jiang Shi in order to check his wound. The man’s pale face had a nearly finger-long wound. The wound was not deep, fortunately, but the skin on the surface had been scratched. The iron shelf next to him should have fallen and rubbed against him.

“Your left face is already disfigured; do you want your right face to be equal?”

“You’re not afraid of being ugly,” she said quietly.

Jiang Ci sat beside the bed, Su Yue was close by, and he smelled the faint scent of milk on her body once more. His eyelids were lifted lazily, as if he didn’t care. “In any case, I can’t see it.” His ugliness was not as repulsive as his eyes.

Su Yue was surprised: “…”

She inhaled deeply, wiped the blood from his face with a cotton swab, and then dipped it in disinfectant.

“Hurt?”

Su Yue noticed the muscles on the man’s face twitch, so she quickly relaxed her grip and gently blew on his wound.

Jiang Ci tightened his face as he felt a strange sensation on his face.

His face was pale, and he now had a scar, which made him appear pitiful, and Su Yue’s movements of applying medicine became more gentle.

“Are you sure you can apply medicine?” Jiang Ci scowled.

This man still has the guts to despise her!

Su Yue glared at him, met the man’s dark eyes with no focus, and lowered her gaze once more. She peeled off the hemostatic sticker and placed it directly on his wound.

This face is extremely eyesores, with the burning scar on one side and the hideous hemostatic sticker on the other.

“Why don’t you ask for my help?”

She is not a heartless person. She will respond if he asks for her help.

Jiang Ci turned his head because Su Yue was so close, and the milk smell on the tip of his nose became more noticeable.

Su Yue blinked, looking at the straight nose of the man in front of her, her face a little hot, especially up close to Jiang Ci’s eyes, even though she knew the other party couldn’t see, she still had a sense of panic into the bottomless pit.

Jiang Ci’s thin lips curled up, “I called you ten times. But you slept soundly and snored.”

Su Yue flushed and grew hot. “You’re lying, I never snort while sleeping.” She realized after speaking that her current body is not hers, and that fat people are prone to snoring.

Even though Jiang Ci couldn’t see it, she could feel her face on fire.

Lose weight!

Must lose weight!

“Because I fell asleep late last night, I slept more deeply.”

“Jiang Ci, I want to sleep on the bed, the sofa is too small, which seriously affects the quality of my sleep,” Su Yue complained as she looked at the large bed behind her. Before she arrived, the mattress she slept on was excellent, and even when she was filming outside, the hotel accommodations were excellent, but now she could only sleep on a sofa.

This small western-style building only has two rooms, one for Jiang Ci and one for Jiang Haoyan. Jiang Ci was despised by the original owner. The original owner and Jiang Ci have never slept in the same bed since their marriage.

According to my memory, the original owner slept on the sofa during the winter, half-dead from the cold. She didn’t want to be so complacent as to leave the luxury of a large bed empty.

“Would you like to sleep in my bed?” Jiang Ci reached out and wiped the hemostatic patch from his face. Hearing Su Yue’s words, he raised his brows and spoke coldly.

Su Yue’s face was red at this point, no matter how dark her complexion was: “…”

She took another deep breath, her voice soft but annoyed, “We are a husband and wife, and this bed belongs to us. It’s half mine!” What does he mean by get into his bed?!

Jiang Ci snorted, “Whatever you want, but if you disturb my sleep, I will throw you out of bed!”

“No, I have always slept well.” Su Yue’s face flushed again when she thought of the snoring he had just said, “If you are worried, we can divide both sides.”

Jiang Ci snorted and didn’t say anything.

Today’s breakfast was delivered by a young maid.

“Young Master Jiang Ci, Young madam, breakfast is here,” the maid said timidly as she walked into the room, holding the box full of breakfast.

“Put it on the table.”

Su Yue looked at the young maid, then at the other party’s trembling hand and the gesture of wishing to lower her head to the ground, and pursed her lips, tsk, she’s another person who is afraid of Jiang Ci.

Su Yue had lost most of her fear of Jiang CI after these two days because she knew when he was angry. She was no longer as terrified of him as she had been when they first met.

At this point, Jiang Haoyan entered the room on time, holding Xiang Cai in his arms. Xiang Cai was not small, and the little boy was clearly struggling to keep it in his grasp. “Dad, good morning,” he staggered to Jiang Ci’s side, looking up at him with his little head raised and his big eyes bright.

“Yes.” Jiang Ci responded with a nod.

“Dad, what’s the matter with your face?” Jiang Haoyan’s soft voice became a little anxious when he noticed Jiang Ci’s face was covered with a hemostatic sticker. He had previously used it when he had injured his finger, fully knowing that it was only to be used when he was injured.

“I’ve got scratch.” Jiang Ci was unconcerned.

“Dad hurts, Hao Hao will give you a huhu.” The little boy stood on tiptoe, trying to get close to Jiang Ci and give him a huhu, as he said. (Huhu )

“There’s no need; let’s eat breakfast.” Jiang Ci was tall even when seated. How could a small body like this little boy reach him?

Jiang Haoyan’s big eyes were a little disappointed, but he nodded and sat down obediently in his exclusive seat, “Okay.”

Su Yue placed the corn porridge in front of Jiang Haoyan and took the initiative to greet the boy, “Little Hao Hao morning.”

When Jiang Haoyan noticed that Jiang Ci was expressionless, he returned his gaze to Su Yue, pouted his little mouth, and reluctantly replied, “Morning.” He was a polite good boy.

Su Yue brought Jiang Ci another bowl of porridge.

The sweetness of the porridge continued to radiate as the temperature rose. “Where’s my cake?” Jiang Ci questioned coldly.

“What kind of cake?” How could anyone eat such a sweet breakfast first thing in the morning?

“Dad likes mango cake the most.” Jiang Haoyan said sternly in a baby voice.

Hao Hao likes it too.

The maid next to her was stunned for a moment, then trembled with fear. She actually… forgot to bring the cake that Young Master Jiang Ci likes!

“I… I forgot to take it, Young Master Jiang Ci. I’ll get it from the kitchen right away.” Yesterday, the butler instructed her on what to pay attention when delivering food to the Western building. She didn’t expect to be so nervous today, and she also forgot to put the cake in the box.

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Jiang Ci thin lips lifted, smiling, “Forget to take it? How come you didn’t forget to bring your head?”

“Master Jiang Ci, yes… I’m sorry, I won’t forget it next time,” the young maid said, turning pale with fear.

“Go to the butler and explain the situation, then pack your stuff and leave.” Jiang Ci’s face was expressionless, and his voice was cold and clear.

“Young Master?”

The maid had not expected Jiang Ci to fire her over such a minor issue. She was anxious. After all, even if she was a maid in Jiang’s family, she was paid twice as much as the white-collar workers outside. She is determined not to lose her job. “Young Master Jiang Ci, please do not dismiss me; it is my fault; I will bring the cake right now…”

“Noisy, leave.” Jiang Ci frowned, clearly irritated.

The maid opened her mouth, but before she could say another word, she slumped her shoulders and retreated in despair.

“You fired her because she didn’t bring your cakes?” Su Yue turned to face Jiang Ci.

“You must accept responsibility if you make a mistake.” Jiang Ci spooned the porridge into the bowl, a disgusted expression on his face, “She admitted that it was her own fault, do you sympathize with her?”

“It’s not right that she forgot to send Daddy’s favorite cake.” Jiang Haoyan also spoke up, his white little face scrunched up with furrowed eyebrows, and his baby voice fierce, as if he was upset that his dad didn’t have his mango cake.

Su Yue opened her mouth to respond, but she couldn’t.

The view from the master bedroom on the villa’s second floor is the best in the villa, and the room is also the largest in the villa.

“What’s the problem? You don’t want me to go?” Jiang Mu Hang’s eyes rarely overflowed with a smile when he saw his little lovely wife’s dazed appearance.

Jiang Xuan regained her composure. Her white face turned red and she quickly denied, “No.” She stood on tiptoe, helped Jiang Mu Hang in tying his tie, and said softly, “Your birthday is next month. I’m thinking about what to get you as a gift.”

Jiang Mu Hang hooked his lips, and his attractive face became even more handsome and charming. “Then I’ll sit back and wait for you to surprise me.”

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Jiang Xuan pushed open the glass door of the small balcony and walked out. From this vantage point, she could clearly see the small western-style building in the back garden, where her husband had lived in her previous life.

The back garden, which was once overflowing with flowers, is now bare, and the air seems to exude a fishy soil scent.

And the reminiscences of her previous life, such as this earthy stench, made her dislike it even more!